Monday

I did achieve sleevage on Sunday: the first sleeve is done, the second one started. Whee.

Feline Sleeping Olympics

Lucy is clearly in training.

Phyllis is working on finding out if we can knit twelve hours a day in prison. If so, she, Kristine, and I are all going to commit white collar crimes, get sent to Camp Cupcake, and be each others’ bitches.

Now *there’s* an idea! And you can knit yourselves ankle bracelets like Martha has to wear… out of quiviut! Then you can go on her show when you’re out of house arrest. But before then, you’ll be “Wendy InDa House”!

Boris, you need to wash your car. Sorry I didn’t bring you a bagel this morning. I thought I’d let you continue to think you’re being sneaky. However, next time you might want to reconsider the paper . . . you had it upside down.

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